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Misunderstood
I posted this in the short story section, but it is actually a poem..I would really like to know whether people who suffer can relate to this, and whether people who don't, know a little more about what it does feel like.
Much love,
Anetjie
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This is depression:
Your mind is blocked
With a wall you can’t see past.
Suddenly
Pain and numbness are the only things you feel.
All that you used to love
Have passed from your mind
Lost in your cries.
Hate
That’s all you feel for yourself
It has become your only passion.
A concentrated substance
That doesn’t fade away.
Questions
How can anyone be so imperfect?
How can anyone be so repulsive?
Why do they bother with me?
When I am so useless?
Isolation.
Even when you are surrounded by people you feel alone.
No one understands you,
They don’t feel what you feel
You are all alone.
Paranoia.
Everyone is staring at you.
They are all out to get you.
To condemn you,
Judge you.
Harm.
They see the cuts on your arms
And their lips curl in disgust.
You can’t reject the urges
It’s your only release.
Accusations.
They tell you to snap out of it
And you can’t.
It’s not as easy as that
And right now it seems impossible.
Friends.
They think you’re a fake
Seeking attention
Some of them leave you
Some of them hurt you.
Help.
It’s out there,
It’s everywhere.
Don’t go through this alone
Because it’s just too hard.
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 What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems? I told you time and time again, you sing the words but don't know what it means
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